The room was shared by several celebrities, with two makeup artists arriving early to set up their equipment.

Being familiar faces in the industry, Bettie engaged in light conversation while organizing her makeup tools.

When the celebrity arrived, Bettie applied the makeup, and afterward, the celebrity left to prepare for her performance.

Bettie and her assistant then snuck off to the back of the hall to catch the show from the rear seats, where it was less crowded.

As the show unfolded, capturing Bettie's full attention, she suddenly noticed someone taking a seat next to her. She caught a whiff of a subtle scent and, from the corner of her eye, saw a man in a crisp suit sitting beside her, notable for his height.

However, Bettie couldn't see his face clearly. Curiosity got the better of her, and she stole a glance at her new neighbor, only to avert her gaze immediately afterward.

Bettie felt a bit of bad luck. Had she known it earlier, she might have chosen not to look his way at all.

"What's that look on your face?" Lance raised his eyebrows.

"You're really getting on my nerves," Bettie shot back.

At their conversation, Bettie's assistant turned to look at Lance. It seemed every time Bettie was around, Lance would show up. Lance never did much besides bicker with Bettie. It seemed Bettie was used to it.

Lance revealed, "Your father asked me to come here."

Bettie was taken aback. She scoffed. "Why don't you just call him dad since you do as he said like a lost puppy?"

“I might not call him dad, but I'm open to him being my father-in- law," Lance replied with a serious tone.

"Fuck off!" Bettie snapped. "Stop spouting nonsense. Go find your girlfriend."

ALL of a sudden, the news of Tyrone's child with Keilani reaching five crossed Bettie's mind, rendering her wondering about Lance's knowledge about this. Still wrongly assuming Keilani was Lance's girlfriend, Bettie found amusement in Lance being cuckolded.

Bettie failed to stifle her chuckle.

“I don't have a girlfriend. Why are you laughing?" Lance raised his eyebrow.

"Nothing at all." Bettie tried to contain her laughter, but her eyes crinkled, showing efforts to fight the urge to Laugh out loud.

Lance couldn't get the cause of her sudden laughing and quickly changed the subject. "Some food stalls are close by. A drive from here will only take a few minutes. Want to join me? Word had it that there are a bunch of tasty snacks.”

Centenia was indeed a bustling city, known for its unique snacks and beverages. The shopping malls and food stalls were always crowded.